Poet13's Blog

I’m a presenter not an inventor refute this at your personal peril

A boy shooting arrows into a horse cites they shoot horses don’t they? without knowing what it means a movie a book something just cool sounding words

I don’t make this stuff up you cannot surpass reality I just refer to it

It’s a resource of ideas and inspiration and a clear demonstration of utter futility and despair and – and I mean this truly – it’s all good

So don’t tell me everything is or isn’t terrible when I show you the news

I’m talking to you I get it you don’t have to listen just don’t make me the stimulus for your reflex

The truth is an irritant itching into your flesh cancer is a pearl the body cannot lie

That’s all I’m saying stop spreading the word speak the truth refuse to brood

I’m lighting a candle it’s a small light with no heat but you can read this note by it

          To whom it may concern if you won’t give me what I want I’ll take what I need

          and by degrees of mutual consent we will sink slowly into the morass

          and into the joy of this world

At these depths I decline to collude dilute or contaminate the simple truth you cannot deny a thunderstorm just because it obscures the sun

I am no prophet nor do I think I’m right

I offer only the cold embrace of understanding